tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-201984252011-12-13T22:54:44.225-05:00<BR> <CENTER> <A HREF="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cabinet_of_curiosities">What's a Cabinet of Curiosities?</A> </CENTER>Mystillatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11231845330412336447noreply@blogger.comBlogger291100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198425.post-59890387656881576342008-05-21T02:10:00.002-04:002008-05-21T02:12:38.986-04:00

You know those fuzzy quasi-carpet covers that go on toilet seat lids? There's no way a man invented those things. If you're male, you know why I'm angry.

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One bright spot in my world is the incredible people that I can truly call friends. There aren't many of them these days; most have fallen away as I've fallen on harder and harder times. There's one though, that has always been there for me and has never judged me (at least, not to my face :P). We even dated once. Her name is Brooklyn and she's just awesome. You can see her here and

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Almost two years since my last post. Time flies when you're having a dreadful time of things. I've decided to resurrect this little nook and do my best to keep updating. Looking around, I think the place could use a bit of a facelift. Much has changed in my life. The man-cub is going on three and a half, we've moved twice, once when our home was foreclosed on and once when our new landlord

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It's 92° in the 313 today. Angil and the man-cub are at the beach, but of course, I have to work tonight and couldn't go. Looks like I'm going to be forced to lug the air conditioners up from their basement lair. Why can't it be October all year?

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I just think it's positively adorable that some people still think we can turn this country around...http://mparent7777.livejournal.com/8482785.htmlIf you're offended by photos of the realities of war, stay away.Power to the People! LOL!

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A voice from the past has spoken and I'll never be the same.

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These floors are dirty as hell, and I'm not gonna take it anymore!

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The cat we've been taking care of for a friend had her kittens on Sunday. I woke up with placenta on my foot. Wonderful way to awaken after a night of dancing with the whiskey bottle. One of the kittens wasn't breathing, but Angil (animal care goddess) revived it, so all is well. See all the photos here...

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Instant messaging and Irish whiskey is a bad, bad combination.

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My hoopy sister Murph is coming to visit on May 4th! Kickfuckingass! I never get to see her any more. She's a story editor at E! Entertainment and Mtv. We're all going out on Cinco de Mayo in an attempt to drink all the booze in D-Town. I'll post pics.

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Sam's Easter pic. I would've preferred him in the "Metal God" shirt, but Grandma wanted "some decent portraits". The little tie is cute.

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This Midnight shift nonsense is really starting to grate. They've decided to do away with days off now. I guess having leisure time is just too decadent. Angil works afternoons, so I get about an hour's sleep on a good day. Can't quit and give up the stellar benefits, though. At least in Michigan, you'd be hard-pressed to find another company that pays 100% of your health insurance (dental,

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Punky Chips AhoySorry, Sid. Sorry, Joey. Sorry, Exene. It was good while it lasted. (sniff)

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Been listening to this band (ok, it's one guy) Black Lung lately and I have to say I'm pretty impressed. Call it IDM, Dark Ambient, whatever. I call it PHAT, yo.

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I don't know what the situation is where you live, but here in Michigan, we have a seatbelt law that's heavily enforced and it's getting heavier all the time. The cops pick a town and set up these random "Seatbelt Enforcement Zones". Dozens of the little porkers swagger up and down in between cars at red lights and check to make sure everyone's wearing their seatbelts. If you're not, they take

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Click to enlarge...

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Cold and hard like Winter steel,Tempered by a planet sunken, sallow,Oh jaded, wasted youth, they tsk,Knowing eyes rolling in bovine headsAs they down their shots of Apathy - with just a splash of Fear.Pools of liquid night, her eyesSwallow the light, the false platitudes.Beneath the din and clamor of the quickening World,Spirits call weakly to her assailed ears,Entreating, weeping.Her hands tied

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I wrote this about a year and a half ago and stumbled upon it today...The wolves of the World circle me, drawing ever closer, unconcerned with my meager protective fire. They are strong. They are tenacious. They are cunning and smart. They own everything in the World and seek to add me and mine to their collections; trophies in their mad manipulative game. My parents and their parents before

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O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! The Motor City Comic Con is just two months away! Imagine my delight upon discovering that The Ghoul will be there! Adam West, Burt Ward, Yvonne Craig, Lee Meriwether, and Julie Newmar will all be there. Holy Catwomen, Batman! Karen Allen! Charlene Tilton! And, saints preserve us, John Saxon! Not to mention enough comic book artists to choke a camel. Okay

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Last weekend, I had two whole days off, so we sent the mancub off to the grandparents and spent the evening (and late night and wee morning hours) at a place I used to frequent quite a bit in my younger days. It's a gothic/industrial club that takes up the second floor of an old hotel in one of Detroit's seedier areas and I practically lived there in the late 80s and early 90s. I hadn't been

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Meat goat.A link for the curious... A must-have for every bookshelf...

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The letter I wrote to the president of the company I work for resulted in a $.30 raise for the whole Midnight shift! Well, the letter and the legions of dark spectres I sent after him...

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Time, time, time, never enough of it. No time to romp with the mancub, to paint, to read, to sculpt, to write, to blog. Why is it that life takes away the things we love? Why do we stand for it? Discuss amongst yourselves.

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that this was going to happen sooner or later. Out of nowhere, as I was wrapping up my paperwork this morning, sweat began pouring off of me and collecting in puddles at my feet. My head exploded with pain, I began shaking uncontrollably, my legs buckled, and down I went. The plant manager called 911 and I was whisked off to what is perhaps the worst hospital in the United States. Apparently,

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Well, out of the 25 or so people we were expecting for the party, 2 showed up. Fine, I can understand that some had trouble finding a babysitter, but come on. Oddly, I really didn't mind. We still had a really good time. I drank far too much alcohol and stayed up far too late - something I haven't been able to do for a very long time.Is this what happens when you reach your third decade?

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Got the mancub packed off to his grandparents' house, so now all that's left to do is finish cleaning the house. Four hours until people start arriving to ritually curb-stomp 2005! Got Siouxsie Sioux on the turntable, the incense is burning, and the absinthe has been freed from its lair. I'll post pictures of the debauchery tomorrow if my head's not pounding too hard.

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I try to be a nice guy. Seriously. I always try to take the feelings of others into account and I go out of my way to be helpful. I am courteous, even-tempered, and kind to animals. I was not always like this; I have worked hard to change my outlook on life and boorish ways. Margaret says that I am mean.Margaret is the new girl - and when I say "girl", I mean it in the "frumpy gum-chomping 40-

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Robert Ghost Wolf has passed away at the age of 58. Although his gig was a little too fluffy for my taste, I nevertheless enjoyed listening to the guy when he did the radio talk show circuit. He always struck me as being a very sincere and all-around nice fellow.

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Welcome dear friends, to the Cabinet of Loathsome Curiosities. Herein, the brave seeker of oddments may find delightful grotesqueries to salve the shattered soul. Here, we see the Amazing Translucent Monkey, acquired by Lord Karnarven during his ill-fated trek through HyBrasil. There, the last surviving copy of Friedrich von Junzt's Unaussprechlichen Kulten, rescued from the fires of the

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